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Post by Niachi on May 30, 2021 5:54:43 GMT -12
Laakh cleans his fingernails and Rejuvenates, making sure he has a mental picture of his nearby companions' exact locations in the Night of Howling Winds. After eating a half-wheel of cheese he gained 6 PSPs.
In D8 rounds he will Mindlink the away team. Every hour he does a 60-yard Life Detection to cover 360 degrees. Rejuvenates after each session.
Mindlink Huurk in 3 rounds from current time.
Rejuvenate: rolled 6. +12 PSPs.
Mindlink rolled 10. -7 PSPs. Current PSPs 93.
<Hi Huurk, status report?>
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Post by DM Bob on May 30, 2021 14:51:27 GMT -12
Everyone has kept going for weapons.
Even the children hold spear, shiv or in the case of the eldest girl - a short bow.
The mul woman speaks.
"You just go back the damned way you came from and we won't pepper your arse full of arrows worse then them needles in your flank, eh sister?"
There's some nods of agreement. One man in back adds, "Slavers be known to drug gifts of food an' drink. We ain't starvin'. Get bent, four arms."
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Post by DM Bob on May 30, 2021 14:54:54 GMT -12
We'll say Laahk can tap in after this next reply.
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Post by Attilius on May 30, 2021 15:14:34 GMT -12
HurKette nods her understanding, slowly uncorks the water skins and takes a few gulps. She then takes a bite from each of the food stuffs and swallows. She then slowly places the items at the base near their camp fire.
"I understand your fears, I really do, but I promise you we mean you and yours no harm."
Taking a calm breath "We're on a rescue mission. The Leader of Spoil, a man named Densis, and a few of his men have been abducted. We're looking for a buried city near here where they've last been seen. Could you possibly give us safe directions to this ruin?" she asks hopefully
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Post by Attilius on May 31, 2021 13:32:44 GMT -12
"One more thing: we travel with a friendly and wise druid. If any among your tribe suffer from ailments, disease or grievous wounds, he could heal them as well." she says with open and honest intent
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Post by DM Bob on Jun 1, 2021 6:15:03 GMT -12
"Spoil?! Densis?!" Sputters the man his nostrils flare as he spits into the fire.
The mul woman adds, "More of them too? Nah. You best be scarce... any more than 3 heartbeats and we fire, heard?"
Bowstrings get nocked proper.
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Post by Attilius on Jun 1, 2021 7:41:51 GMT -12
"Understood. Again apologies, we mean no harm." she bows and walks back the way they came, using the road, and Kem's night sight to get back to their own camp.
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Post by Attilius on Jun 1, 2021 8:07:58 GMT -12
<Hi Huurk, status report?> <They are paranoid we're slavers. I tried to be as calm and polite with them. NO DICE. Didn't help I named dropped Densis from Spoil either. Apparently he's not liked outside of his settlement? We're coming back. OH! I also got shot to shit from a rock cactus patch. Need to get all these needles out.>
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Post by DM Bob on Jun 1, 2021 9:31:01 GMT -12
Stumbling back to camp in the dark, using Kem's night sight to mitigate any more missteps into the local flora and fauna, you begin to feel the effects of the day's travel.
Any other precautions as the evening wears on?
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Post by Attilius on Jun 1, 2021 9:41:38 GMT -12
With the help of Mak, HurK carefully removes the needles, drops his ongoing psionics and goes back to sleep within his spider web cloak.
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Post by Coden Rokos (Jesse H.) on Jun 1, 2021 10:22:51 GMT -12
When HurK(-ette) removes the needles, Pallia boils a small amount of water and soaks some cloth in it, then mixes in a bit of cactus pulp, squeezes out the cloth, and brings the warm cloth over to place over the irritated welts where the needles punctured.
"This should help," she says. "No magic, just good old-fashioned survival knowledge."
(Pallia is proficient in both Healing and Herbalism, which means that she can speed up natural healing a small amount: 1 point per day even while traveling or engaging in strenuous activity, 3 points per day while resting.)
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Post by Attilius on Jun 1, 2021 10:29:33 GMT -12
HurK nods and grunts at the prickling pain "Many thanks Pallia."
[PsP's -46 HP -27]
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2021 12:12:24 GMT -12
Mak nods as he watches over Pallia "You're a skilled healer. I couldn't do any better myself given the materials at hand."
He looks to Hurk "Diplomacy is a no, then?"
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Post by Attilius on Jun 1, 2021 12:29:59 GMT -12
Mak nods as he watches over Pallia "You're a skilled healer. I couldn't do any better myself given the materials at hand."He looks to Hurk "Diplomacy is a no, then?" "They're paranoid we're slavers. I tried to be as calm and polite with them. NO DICE. Didn't help I named dropped Densis from Spoil either. Apparently he's not liked outside of his settlement?" HurK says while looking in the direction of the way they came from.
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Post by DM Bob on Jun 1, 2021 12:35:58 GMT -12
So, the night carries on.
The third watch sees faint, bobbing white lights from the east, heading closer to your camp...
...but then starting to pass south and further east.
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